Thursday, May 26, 2011

I have always liked rain images, washing over the landscape
in grayish green tones. Even the most mundane scene
becomes far more interesting and worthy of pause. The middle
of a street takes on different patterns of light while wet and
can easily become the central focus. Although the tree in
rainy foggy weather was my original intent, it's the wet street that shines.118
To see another similar painting click previous post here Washed in Grey Green
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Sunday, May 22, 2011

The 4259 headed into the port and right into an approaching storm, the last bit of sunlight illuminating the well worn bright yellow locomotive. I like the lightening bolt red stripe of the Union Pacific and that is what inspired me to portray the locomotive charging head-on into a storm.117

Monday, May 16, 2011

The nocturne... it's origin, mid 19th century French from Latin, nocturnus, meaning 'of the night'.

Like most from my Tree Nocturne series this is from my imagination and maybe distant memories.

Being more of a night owl I love the faint buzz of the nighttime air. As Ray Bradbury so perfectly described in one of his books... it's "... the gentle hiss of distance...". I could not say it any better than that. It is not quite silent, but you can't really hear it either. It's just there.
Although it dominates the composition the tree is not the main focus. The figures overlooking the city, silhouetted against the bright lights, command the attention, even if small.
I designed the foliage of the tree to radiate outward from the center and pushed the color saturation a bit to give the scene more life, that subdued energy of the suburb and urban setting.
This is what I had in mind for this painting as well as the other one under the same post heading 'Subdued Energy' here.116

Monday, May 9, 2011

This drawing is a bit more 'studied' than previously posted bird sketches, here and here.
The focus is more on the values in the bird (hence the transparency of the branch) and it's soft feather texture.115

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Thank you for visiting my blog. Before I started this I very carefully considered the purpose and intent of a blog. Unlike a website it gets updated more frequently, contains more text, and may contain other info or updates not seen on a website.

As others have done, I decided it would be more like a book or journal. Here is the place for my insights on art, my work, and specific images. Something that I miss on some blogs. I'm always very interested in how other artists think, how they arrived at their images, their own uniqueness... different than my own.

When I want to just see images I visit their website, when I want to know more, I visit their blog. I see no reason to have both the same.

With that in mind I designed my blog to be as simple as possible so as not to detract from the art or writing. And although it will be constantly evolving I will try not lose sight of that.

Using the book model, I choose a blog title (book title) and use post titles (chapter titles) different than the titles of the images. Why be redundant? That info is available directly under the image.

Sometimes image titles in series are long or all have similar names, making blog archive searches for a specific image harder to remember and find. So a couple of words taken from or relating to the writing for that post title will make it easier to remember for some, since the writing and image are tied to each other as well as serve as an alternate title, which I don't mind.

About My Work

My artwork generally falls into one of five genre's; Industrial, Seascape, Cityscape, Landscape and Figure. These five genre's very often are a vehicle for representing some other idea, impression or statement. Which means the image may be a cityscape for example, but beneath the surface lies something more. I hope you take the time to examine my work on this basis... looking for the real content... because I know for me, that is where the real joy begins.